The aesthetic, that is. (She loves economic progress.) Think about it. Baking. Dickens. Orwell. W.H. Auden. A River Runs Through It. It is hard to get more anti-Modernist than that.
Her very love of blogging is an attempt to reestablish the connection between author and reader, contra literary modernism.
If you put her in the Mondrian room at MOMA, probably her head would explode.
Must she so firmly reject the creation of a new world through the constructive yet distorting powers of art? Must she so strongly reaffirm the powers of transparent language to see through to reality?
Yes, yes, and more yes.
As recompense she opts for plain English, strong plain English. And baking.
Her anti-Modernism is the key to understanding her libertarianism, which is neither strictly rights-based nor strictly utilitarian. She holds a metaphysical commitment to the idea that Strong Language, as a formal and indeed didactic concept, can straighten out moral discourse better than any abstract philosophy. She promotes the writer as self-reflective moralizer, and morality as embedded in the writing itself. The writing creates a new space for the intermediation of complex principles, just as with Jonathan Swift. As if she is baking -- slowly -- some new social concoction.
I call it Betty Crocker Libertarianism.